I stepped forward, looking at Mother. She looked like she could take on anyone that annoyed her, and I felt like I was among that 'anyone.' Should I just turn around and go to my room? That sounded like the best option.
"It's my decision," I started. "Don't worry about me. I don't trust this kid, but I trust myself. Do you trust me?" I asked her pleadingly. I didn't trust myself, but I'd say anything to get her to calm down. I ignored the wind spirit's comment when she said, "Who is a kid?"
"Rose," she said, drawing me in for a hug that I accepted. "Fine, but if you notice any danger, leave immediately. I'll keep an eye out for that time," she said the last part looking at the wind spirit.
"It's best I leave," I said, separating myself from the hug. "It's either your daughter draws out every drop of energy in me, or I die of depression, or I kill myself. Either way, I still die," I said, walking to the door.
"Just be safe, okay?"
